It sufficeth that they have once with care and fairness sifted the matter as far as they could, and searched into all the particulars.

I'm very awkward at parties.

The clincher was that we couldn't wait any longer to leave, or it would get dark.

In the lone novel of his career, The Picture of Dorian Gray, the goading Lord Henry cannot seem to help himself from delivering bon mot after bon mot. Word-play and paradoxical summation was a compulsion for [Oscar] Wilde.